Anna Bonham Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Love how it tastes too, flaky, mild, fries up lush. Not in yer face like mackerel – mackerel’s the loudmouth at the pub, yeah? Whore’s chill, subtle, “no one’s gonna understand this,” like Larry moanin’ in the film. Pair it with chips, pint of lager, sorted. Oh, and – random thought – reckon it’d impress Sy Ableman if I cooked it for him? Smug git’d probably say it’s “not kosher enough”. Tosser.

Wife, Witch, Poisoner, Whore

Written By Katherine Rundell. Read By Helena Bonham He Left His WIFE For A WHORE, At The End He Got What He Deserved, Nightmare Alley Movie.

The Led Zeppelin song inspired by John Bonham’s drunken singing: “John used to do a lot of rap stuff”